Vol 2 Chapter 3573: World: Two hundred thirty-three

As soon as the words ended, it was too late to observe Wu Ye's reaction. I was shocked.
Lying trough, there seems to be a problem with the way I spoke just now. Would Wuye mistakenly think that I don’t know how to challenge it, and use this stupid way to prove that I am still a weak chicken in the wing of the wing of the wing?
Five heads-up? I have never thought about it, but it is far from the existence of the two food chains. Even if I want to find out my own strength, I don’t use this method of death. In doing so, I don’t get an answer. I just get beaten up. Dayton, and then continue to be confused, from "how strong I am" to "how weak I am."
Okay, don’t die in heaven? Hold back for so long to make it bigger? No, I think I can rescue it.
I was just about to open my mouth to explain and confess. Fortunately, Wuye was so understanding, or even though I have only seen it a few times, I understand my salty fish-like character thoroughly, knowing that I am not the kind of shaken M warrior.
"I understand your confusion. Indeed, the four-winged powerhouse of the dark continent has been cut off for more than 100,000 years. Elder Wu Fan is the first human to be promoted to the four-wing realm since the silver age ended. The doubt is not strange."
There was a pause, as if he could perceive a light smile on the mysterious face under the hood.
"If Elder Wu Fan can accept the judgment system of our angel family and want to understand his own strength, it is actually not difficult."
"Really?" I was overjoyed. I saw no. I was a big failure. How could I compare it with the old horses and Fanny who were dead emperors.
The necklace in my arms shook very restlessly, as if I was quite sensitive to the term "angel system". I was too lazy to pay attention to it. This little female dragon is a lot of things. You have the ability to build a dark continent. Fighting power system?
"Let me think about it, there should still be that thing in the warehouse, please follow me."
In this way, Wu Ye turned around and walked toward the passage beside the temple. We didn't know where to go. Seeing Wu Ye didn't mean anything, he had to follow behind him and whisper.
"Brother Wu, I just thought you were going to challenge Master Tyrrell." If the master whispered, if he knew how to keep it down, he couldn't hide the ears of Wu Ye who was walking in front of him, but he tried to lower the volume as much as possible. They are also decent people.
"Why do you think so?" I was surprised. I turned my head to look at other people's expressions, and even nodded one after another, including Princess Twins, a sense of sadness that was not understood came to my heart.
I have been through this stranger for twenty years. I thought that I had completely integrated into this world and became an indigenous native like thirteen fragrances. It turned out to be just passionate, my true inner world, not The true face known, the identity of the God of Songs that has never been revealed, and the pure soul hidden in this body with four-wing level power have never been understood.
"It's not easy for you to misunderstand that, plus your personality with Brother Wu." The master smiled and everything was silent.
"Nonsense, I have always planned to die, and I have never done anything with courage and innocence. Besides, I am not a masochist. I know I can’t beat Master Tyrrell’s finger. Why should I Go find it boring."
Facing Chiguo Guo's scorn, I blurted out and took a look at Aiwaer beside me. Everyone sees that masochism is here.
"It seems that this is indeed the case." Brother Master thinks, it makes sense: "Although Brother Wu likes to advance vigorously, he often acts in spite of danger, but it seems that he has never tried to challenge enemies without chance. "
"Isn't it." I right when this sentence is a compliment, complacent, but I have been carefully following the standard promotion route of the general protagonist. I have only dealt with enemies who are weaker or stronger than myself. Old dog.
"Huh, Carlos, didn't you say that several times, when he first fought against Brother Wu, he was brave and indifferent, regardless of the strength gap, was he defeated by one move?"
An Jielier interjected curiously, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly embarrassed.
Did you see this little angel, Kajieer? Now she is in An Jielier's arms, I give you magic, one, two, three, everyone, see, Jie Jieer disappeared from Anjielier's arms, into her own arms, and in the next period of time It won't fall into Angeline's arms again, are you saying it's amazing?
"Cough, I only mentioned it once or twice, only once or twice, but I don't often hang it in my mouth." The master, a handsome face that made angels sigh, was blushed and quickly explained.
"Isn't that right?" I stinked. "After all, it's the only time I won, but I have to cherish it and let more people know."
"Two times, two times, don't forget that I won the contest." Modesty returns to modesty, and the brothers and sisters settle their accounts.
"Of course I know the contest, but that time I always felt that I was better. You're lucky."
"Luck is also a part of strength."
"I think I'm still soft-hearted, and I should have won."
"Hey, Brother Wu, it's too much."
Few are able to commend in front of Ka Jieer, fight against inferiority, and raise the image of "biological father", Carlos will not let go, die bite, anyway, the competition is he won, thousands of eyes You can testify, you can’t be wrong.
I was talking and laughing as usual, and gradually forgot where I was. Until the five masters in front stopped, we found that we had come to a guarded gate.
"Wait a minute." Wu Ye turned around and greeted him. The door made of unknown metal material silently opened a passage, and dozens of white light shone on Wu Ye out of thin air, as if verifying his identity, after the light disappeared Only Wuye sold his footsteps and entered along the channel.
"Isn't it a treasure trove of angels." I muttered in a low voice, only to see Tiya next to her eyes shine.
"Hey!" The two swords fell on her white forehead, and I stared at Ben Zina, and Ben Zina also glared at me, but the victim himself was left out.
In short, I don’t want to see if the Five Lords can punch through heaven, or give me some peace. What is the source of magic? Isn’t it enough to take a picture in my dream?
In less than a few minutes, Wuye came out of it, seeming to be holding something.
"This is not a place to chat, let me come." It took us to the nearest atrium without stopping, and turned around before showing what was in our hands.
It turned out to be just an unknown, irregularly cracked crystal stone, but the color and material seemed familiar.
"This is a tool that can roughly test the strength of Elder Wu Fan."
"Just this crystal?"
"Sir Tyrrell, this is not..." Linya, after all, had a good brain and recognized the true identity of this familiar crystal stone at a glance.
"Yes, it is the fragments of the world's stones. At that time, the stones of the third world were shattered, and countless fragments were scattered. Most of them were still occupied by the strength of hell, and some were found by our angels. This is one of them. ."
No wonder, this makes sense, and there are also alliances. At first, the little fox and I took the initiative to go to the world of hell, which relied on a broken core of the world stone.
"Can the World Stone test the strength of the four-wing realm?"
"Stone of the World does not have the ability to directly test. I occasionally sit idle and process it according to the characteristics of the shard to make it have such a function." Then, Wu Ye handed the shard to me.
"What needs to be done?"
"Hold this piece and inject power into it."
"Full injection?"
"No, just show the essence of your four-wing power." Wuye patiently taught me to test the method. After a while, the fragment of the world stone held in the palm of the hand emits a faint light, and the value is displayed on it. .
"23.3? What do you mean?"
Somehow, I felt mocked by the World Stone.
"It's worthy of Elder Wu Fan, who has already broken through to this level just after he was promoted." This figure seemed to surprise Wu Ye and surprised him.
"Is it great? How do I feel so ordinary that I can't catch up with it."
If you come to a 1, or a 100, I can still imagine, what the is 23.3? Not up.
"It's a little difficult to explain. This value, we collectively call it the world synchronization rate."
"World synchronization rate?"
"Simply put, it means the mastery of the power of [the world]."
"It's a good understanding to explain this, 23.3, which means that I have a mastery of world power of 23.3%?"
"It can be understood that way."
"The higher the value, the stronger the strength?"
"It can be understood that way."
"How strong is 23.3%?"
"Generally, less than 30% is divided into the first stage, 30% to 60% is divided into the middle stage, and 60% to 90% is divided into the high stage~EbookFREE.me~ Above is the top stage."
"That is to say, I'm a four-winged beginner?" I was shocked. I thought I was testing the world for thousands of years of cultivation, and I have accumulated a lot of money. How can I break through to the mid-level in one breath, such as the four fish like Devil God, not my own? Opponent, this makes me more sure of my judgment.
Unexpectedly, I was still in the early stages? ! Tyrell boss, are you giving shredded fried noodles?
"Strictly speaking, the four-wing realm no longer distinguishes high-level junior high schools."
"why?"
"Because the junior high schools divided according to the world synchronization rate, it is impossible to accurately reflect the strength of combat."
"Ah?" I was confused again.
"For example, Elder Wu Fan, according to the world synchronization rate, although it is only the first level, but the combat effectiveness is not weaker than the intermediate level, and even wins."
"It's okay, it's okay." I let out a sigh of relief and smiled calmly. Isn't the leapfrog battle the basic operation of the protagonist? Everyone sit down, don’t six...